shadows in a reflection

i felt the sharpness of each word
you tossed like a gauntlet at my feet
tiny daggers draw blood too
[there’s never duct tape around
when you need it]
i was never the best friend or
the main love interest
i was both, usually at the same time
you dont want to see fragility
it sends you scurrying in the shadow
i curse the flashlight in my hand
darkness is beneficial with frivolity
on your mind
oh for the days when you
weren’t so serious